My Life Be Like 3 : Alternate Ending ; Cam & London.

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London's POV -

I cried as I laid in bed, coughing up blood. Cameron's slepping through all of this & I really don't want to do this by myself. If I lose my baby, this is all Cameron's fucking fault. I held my hand underneath my mouth, looking at all the blood spill.

"London... what you doin' up so early ? It's 3 A.M." He rolled over and turned on the light, scrunching up his face. "Fuck babe, you aight ?" He immediately jumped up and held me from behind. "Baby, what happened ?"

"You happened, Cam." I cried, I didn't wipe my tears though, because blood is all over my hands.

"Fuck. No, wait. Come on, we gotta go." He grabbed me and dragged me out the room.

"Cameron, what about Faithe ?" I cried.

He ran into her room and picked her up. as I walked down the stairs, still coughing up blood. I've had too many miscarriages, I hope this turns out good. Cameron walked out with Faithe in his arms. Her thumb was in her mouth as she slept peacefully. We made it outside & I got in the car. Cameron put Faithe in her carseat & buckled her in.

I wiped blood from my hands onto my legs & then put my hands back underneath my mouth. Cameron sped off onto the highway.

Once we made it to the hospital, Cameron went and grabbed Faithe. I was sitting in the waiting room with drug addicts, other pregnant women, & badly wounded people. The lady at the front desk, noticed I was pregnant and immediately had me rushed to the back.

"Oh my goodness, this does not look good." I heard the doctor mumble.

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I walked slowly back into the house, with my head held down. They finally got the bleeding to stop, but it was too late. I haven't talked to Cameron the whole car ride back home or even looked at him.

"London...." I heard Cameron say.

I quickly ran up the stairs to the bathroom, slamming the door. I fell to the floor, bursting out into tears. Cameron followed me into the bathroom and crouched down next to me.

"I can't do it no more." I cried, leaning my head back.

Cameron tried wrapping his arms around me. I pushed him off and leaned up against the tub.

"Baby, I'm so sorr-"

"No Cameron ! You play too fuckin' much. You killed our child ! You wanted to get drunk and high & ended up killing an innocent baby in the fuckin' process. You SO lucky we married or yo' ass would be single." I cried hard, tasting the blood that was stained on my teeth. He looked up at me with tears in his eyes.

"I didn't mean to, babe. I'm so fuckin' sorry." He began to cry.

"You never mean to do you ? You know what, you got two fuckin' weeks to shape up & get yo shit together or this marriage & this family will be torn apart." I stood up.

"But Lond-" He grabbed onto my blood stained legs, crying. I pushed him back & looked him dead in the eye with a feeling of hate.

"You heard me. Now get outta my face." I spoke in the calmest tone I could.

Cameron got up and walked out the bathroom. I turned on the shower and stripped. I stood in front of the mirror, looking at my empty baby bump. I grabbed my toothbrush & stepped into the shower. I doused my body with soap, thinking about Cam, Faithe & this baby. Mostly Cameron though. This is killing him already, I can tell. But, I really hope he stops this teenage shit in these next two weeks. Lord knows I can't leave my baby.

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